ZEDKIEL.
Over a week later.
That night, I messed up.
For a fleeting moment, I saw her relax and rather than run from me, she had embraced our closeness. Until I f****d it all up and ripped through her flesh. I don’t remember what exactly happened. I just know that the urge to taste her blood consumed me and I had bitten into her. Then I remember her torn flesh and blood dripping down her breast as she stood across the bathroom.
But it was the look in her eyes that got to me.
The fear… the fear of the beast before her. The same fear I see in the eyes of everyone else…
I found her screaming on the bathroom floor and then she had lost consciousness, probably due to the blood loss. I wonder how much I had drunk and although I hated it; it rejuvenated me like none other ever could and I w
